It's easy to look at my life and don't see no painI remember takin 3, 4 trains to re cocaineStanding in the lobby during sleet, snow, rainWaiting for fiends with a pint of beef lomain

Breaking day on the grind, I used to be so drainedBut ain't a Saturday I wasn't up to see Soul TrainSometimes I ain't see no gain'Cause I was runnin to Ralphies everytime my trees showed stains

I was lucky I ain't seized or maimGet shot or stuck up standin at them see-Lo gamesBut now shit with these skios changedI ain't know why the fuck they used to look at me so strange

Glanced at my neck and didn't see no chainBe saying "That's nasty", wouldn't give me no brainYa'll surprised F-A-be -O's saneIn my rolla life, I done jumped in and out of 3, 4 lanesI'm still here

[Chorus]My momma used to tell me"Son, you're gonna make it one day, it'll happen"Who knew I'd have what it takes,To be famous and one day I'd be rappin - noMy papa used to ask me "Son, are you prepared?'Cause one day it could happen"I dreamed about this game,But who would of believed that one day I'd be trapped in - no

I just want some peace of mindNigga's will risk havin cuffs on their wrists for this masterpiece on mineKnow that I'm a squeeze until the top of my piece reclineI can't see myself in back of a Caprice confined

But on a small island, too far for police to findWith girls who look 'Rican and Guyanese combinedI gotta make sure my niece is fineShe get every doll for Christmas, new Jordans at Easter-Time

Some be like "At least you signed"But that just make is easy to get pointed out at precinct linesAll ya'll can see if every piece be dimeAnd I be gettin Nikes before they even get released sometime

Youngsters, don't let these videos geese your mindIt ain't cool to end up deceased for shineAnd if you can't get the whole pot, just take a piece and grindHold your head, your stress will cease in time

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Sometimes I wish I could go way back whenI could walk through and ain't nobody know Jay JacksonEverything was OK back thenNow everybody playin a cool role and I know they actin

I gotta go back through my ol' way packinThese wolves know my jewels is filled with O shade JacksonsI don't care as long as my dough stay stackinBut these niggas with me be eager to show they Mack 10s

And I'm the one the PO's stay trackinPlus I got all these ducks around the ol' way quackinThese hoes may crack grinsBut I swear to God I won't never take O.J's actions

If I would've let this flow stay packed inI'd probably be with Nick and 'Rome, spending my whole day shacked inFor now I just roll on those eight Jacksons till Clue and Duro brings those Gray plaques in Yeah

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One day it'll happenThat One day I'd be rappinNoOne day it could happenOne day I'd be trapped inNo